Growth through challenge and suffering

A far stronger part of us can be birthed through suffering.  The purifying fire may hurt but it may reveal to us our gold so long obscured under tarnish.   And certain parts of us may need to burn to death so new parts can emerge.  Once we come to know our selves and our truth no one can take this from us.   We have worked so hard to believe it is real and to understand how forces of darkness may have preferred if we stayed silent.  The canary that sings in the coal mine may be the sensitive soul who says that something is wrong here and its wrong at times to pathologise legitimate responses to suffering that may have a purpose for us or to try to escape them when they may be necessary for some reason.

This is one of the reason I adore the poems of Nikita Gill as they speak to this transformation process as they remind us that we too are cells in the body of a universe undergoing constant change.  The following lines are from her poem Lonely.

Tell me, do you truly believe

the big bang wasn’t agony?

That our planet’s birth was not made

by coming out of misery?

That our solar system’s creation

in the universe’s womb was easy?

The loneliest thing

you can ever do

is take every instance

where you should grow

and waste it by only thinking

how could this happen to me?

Nikita Gill